That sounds like a blog post title...

It just stopped raining.
:-)
It's been raining since about seven thirty.
<3
I'm all wet.
*happy sigh*
And I have heart burn.
I've never had heart burn before.
It's kinda uncomfortable.

Today is Friday. Lot's is happening today. Or at least, lots was suppose to happen today. Not so much is actually happening though. The garage sale started about an hour ago, even though it rained cats and dogs, people still came. Umbrella's and all. I was supposed to go for a walk around town today. I have my Grandad's camera and I was going to take some pictures... but I think I'll wait until the sun comes back again. :-)
I was going to get some ice cream too... :-(
I've had so much ice cream in the last week and a half, it's ridiculous! The first thing I had to eat when I got here was a peanut butter sundae at Friendly's (I <3 Friendly's, btw).
I think I like ice cream. :-)

Yesterday we worked on the basement for a while and then we moved some stuff out to the garage and rearranged it for the sale. Somewhere after one o'clock, around the time I finished dumping the rat poison in the garbage can, Mom looked up from in between the riding mower and the snow blower and said, "Do you wanna take Dad's canoe down to the canal and go for a ride?"
Well, of course, I thought, "Sure! That sounds great! We should do that some time" But she meant right then. "Wait, right now?" I asked.
"Yeah. Right now"
So we put the big barn red canoe on the wheely thingamabob and walked down to the canal for a ride. It was nice. I haven't been in a canoe since the last time I was here in the summer... no wait... I did canoe in Texas last summer, just once. Nevermind. :-) Anyway. we went a ways down the canal, looking silly for the first bit, because it had been a while since either of us had paddled anything. But once we got the hang of it again it was nice.
I hope that Kai came out of the canal eventually. Her master looked a little frustrated that yelling, "Heel, Kai!" wasn't working... :-P He even tried throwing some sticks, but that dog was just lovin' the water too much! :-)
When we got back to the house we cleaned up real quick and drove out to Victor to meet my Aunt at a Tea House. I'd never been to a Tea House before. This one was set in a Historic Italianate Mansion with a big half wrap porch. The windows stretched floor to ceiling and the front staircase was all beautiful cherry wood! They had little tea table set up all over the house and a few on the front porch. So we had luncheon (hee hee, isn't that a cute little word?) and Gramma had coffee. But nobody had tea :-P And then we looked around. Though it was a Tea House, it was also an antique boutique or something of the like. The place was chock full of antiques, handmade crafts and dolls, books, dresses, vintage aprons (I wanted to get one soooo bad... but I'll just make a look a like when I get home, I guess) antique hankies, artwork, furniture, you name it! I got a birthday present for somebody who's birthday is the day I come home too. But I won't tell what I got her :-) I hope she likes it. I like it a lot... and I think she'll like it... she's not an overly sensible person and it's not an overly sensible gift.... that's not an insult by the way. Overly sensible people live in a terribly sad and lonely world. We see the world in a little bit more creative a light. :-)
Well, when we got home Mom and I went for a walk. She was going to show me a neat little store, but it was closed by the time we got there. So we walked around town instead. We walked past the firestation and the old churches and the Green Lantern Inn and eventually found our way down to the old Fairport "Burying Ground". The sign said that it was first made a cemetary in 1820 but the "Burying Ground Society" made it an official "Burying Ground" in 1826. The earliest date we found on a grave was 1817. That kinda rocked my socks a little. :-) The youngest person that I found buried there was only one year and five months old... wonder if it was because of disease or something... hm...
From there we wandered back over to the canal and the lift bridge and caught whiff of the smell of greasy NY pizza... so we had to stop. :-) We ended up getting mozzarella sticks and hot buffalo wings... and now I have heartburn. :-)
Well, I ought to go give Mom some company... she's still sitting out in the garage alone... :-)
Samia